Saturday, October 25, 2008

That motherly glow

I had some time to kill before meeting my mom for a matinee screening of The Secret Life of Bees, so I dropped by the Catholic bookstore, where I discovered an eight-inch-tall, glow-in-the-dark Virgin Mary.

I didn't buy it. Because, let's face it, what the hell would I do with an eight-inch-tall, glow-in-the-dark Virgin Mary?

But on the other hand, how have I ever lived without one?

9 comments:

PixieCorpse said...

How indeed? I still mourn the loss of my plastic Virgin Mary night light in a divorce five years ago. )-:

Evn said...

That's just tragic. We must find you a new one.

Red Delicious said...

Well, now you know of one that glows in the dark, which, for all we know, enables it to fight subterrainain crime.

Evn said...

Ooh, she can be the patron saint of the Mole People!

Le Cornichon said...

I regreted not getting a glow in the dark BVM from the Vatican when last in Rome, In fact I bitched about it to no end to Monsier Moose, well guess what I got for my birthday, http://www.divine-interventions.com/mary.html

Evn said...

I was just wondering if the "eight-inch" thing was going to make someone think of Divine Interventions.

As a side note, I once had a haiku published on their Web site.

Thalia Took said...

That is, actually, exactly where my brain went first, so, yeah.

taijiya said...

I so need one of those. She'd go so well with my glow-in-the-dark Edgar Allan Poe action figure (complete with raven on his shoulder).

Evn said...

Taijiya, you must tell me where you found the Poe figure.